Lyrics

On a midnight survey of the town No place special, just around The snow fell down like feathers from the sky Oh and all the good people were in their beds With the reading lamps on overhead And the curtains drawn against the night Chorus Oh quiet now, softly now Careful how you go House to house to garden gate People waiting on buses have left too late Too late now, they're wishing they were home It gets slippery here so watch your step We don't wanna break the spell just yet The ice is thin, but maybe it'll hold Chorus x 2 Ooh etc On a midnight survey of the town No place special, just around The snow fell down like feathers from the sky Oh and all the good people were in their beds With the reading lamps on overhead And the curtains drawn against the night Chorus x 2